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Insipid
by
Christine Brae
by
Christine Brae
| Release Date: June 16, 2014 |
~ Synopsis ~
Banal. Lifeless and Colorless. These are the words that describe my life. I’ve made the right choices, done all the right things. I’m strong, intelligent and highly successful.
I’ve lived scrupulously, loved greatly, and shared my blessings equitably.
But life hasn’t been fair with me.
Now I’m drowning in the middle of the ocean, desperately searching for the shore, surrendering to the fact that I will never be happy.
Then he came along.
Life is unpredictable. You can play it safe and resist change for fear of the unknown. Or you can close your eyes and take the leap with the knowledge that your life will change forever.
Which one will I choose?
My name is Jade Richmond and this is my story.
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Prologue
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Prologue
My mom is always there
for me,
Her support makes me be
the best I can be
She's the one who knows
me best.
She comforts me when I'm
depressed
She listens to what I
have to say
She makes my problems
fade away
And though we have our
share of fights
In the end she makes
everything all right
There are also times we
don't always agree
But that's okay because I
know she will always love me
Her faith is so strong,
her love for me so great
I'd go crazy without her,
my mother is my soul mate!
Mother's Day 2004
Today marks the third
anniversary of the day I died. The setting sun skates across the water
surrounded by the orange sky streaked with alternating layers of blue and white
and yellow. The water is still and calm with only tiny rolls of waves washing
upon the shore. If I looked far enough, I can see her standing at the end of
the universe. I can feel her presence close by. I can hear her sweet singing
voice next to me. How many times have I imagined what it would be like if I saw
her again? Soon, now. Soon.
I walk sideways along the
shore where the water meets the sand, farther and farther from any sign of
life. Away from judgment, from condemnation. From things that remind me of the
mess I've made. My hands are full, my steps are heavy. But my heart…it's open.
It's free. I've done what I could to apologize for all the hurt I've caused
them. I've said the words to tell him just how much I love him. Without me, I
know they will all be forced to move on.
I stop in the middle of
nowhere, ready to finish what I came here to do. In my left hand is one single
flower. A calla lily. Simple and understated, but meaningful. In my right hand
is a little box with breathing holes and a chirping sound emanating from it.
Let me sit down for a
while, I say to myself. Collect my thoughts. Remember why I'm here. I sit for
what feels like hours, but in the scheme of things, I know that it's only for a
minute. Slowly, I open the box with the bird in it. A swallow so tiny but whose
wings are strong and powerful, cowering along the edge of the box, shaking and
afraid. I take a deep breath and touch its head with my little finger. Is that
what a feather feels like? I'm shaking. I'm sick. I don't think I can do it.
How can something so small scare me so much? How can something as small, as
insignificant as a bird, cause me to change my path every time I come across
it? Another deep breath as I lift it gently, my fingers lightly enclosing it
before I place it on the palm of my hand. Its scraggy little feet feel like pin
pricks on my skin.
There. That wasn't so bad
now, was it?
I laugh out loud as I
raise my arm up in the air, tossing the bird up high, watching it fly far away
from me. Ha! Take that!
The tide creeps up. The
tiny box washes away as I stand up to complete my journey.
The water is dark. My
feet feel cold. With the flower clasped in my hand, I move forward. Slowly,
surely. I step upon the sand until I can no longer see my feet.
I flinch and jump up in
surprise. Something rubs against my legs. Seaweed wraps around my toes. I close
my eyes and keep moving. My last fear. Fear of the bottomless unknown that is
part of every life. This will be over soon.
Beyond my comfort zone
and into the ocean I go. Deeper and deeper until the tide pushes me forward and
my feet can no longer anchor themselves on the sand.
I close my eyes and pray.
I pray for forgiveness, but most of all I pray for those who will be left
behind.
As the tide carries me
further away, I delight in the numbness that the cold brings to my skin. The
muffled sound of the water in my ear. The overwhelming, heartfelt feeling of
closure.
Floating, floating,
floating away filled with so much peace.
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Christine Brae is a full time career woman who thought she could write a book about her life and then run away as far as possible from it. She never imagined that her words would touch the hearts of so many women with the same story to tell. Insipid, her third book, is due to be released in June of 2014.
When not listening to the voices in her head or spending late nights at the office, Christine can be seen shopping for shoes and purses, running a half marathon or spending time with her husband and three children in Chicago.
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